Chapter 350 - Evil Spirit Arthur, Tokyo Foodie (Request for Monthly Tickets)
Chapter 350 of "Damn it! Let's smash the darkness together!" opens presenting: Chapter 350: Chapter 78 Evil Spirit Arthur, Tokyo Foodie (Request for Monthly Tickets)In that situation,... Donât stop now!
Chapter 350: Chapter 78 Evil Spirit Arthur, Tokyo Foodie (Request for Monthly Tickets)In that situation, you met the abbot of Shimizu Temple, whose name was Qingshui Zhuang, a monk who took up the religious life and enjoyed writing scripts to sell to producers for movies. Upon learning about your predicament, he clenched his teeth and expressed his deep gratitude, "These Curse Spirits have been troubling the residents around here; your arrival is truly a blessing, now everyone can finally live in peace."
Qingshui Zhuang watched as you eradicated each Curse Spirit, tears shimmering in his eyes.
"No wonder youâre a master, truly concerned for the common folk; look, youâve moved him to tears," you said, a person with a strong sense of honor who took pleasure in helping others. After being thanked by the master, you felt your new Purple Microphone Rod become even more vibrant, and you began a fierce rampage against the Curse Spirits in the surrounding blocks.
Your spirits lifted even higher, and Qingshui Zhuangâs tears flowed even more.
In fact, these lowliest Curse Spirits were too insignificant even to get stuck between your teeth. As a member of the Big Foodie Empire and an Outer Heaven Demon who excelled in gourmet food, you categorized the Curse Spirits; Third-level Curse Spirits were "trash," Second-level were "snacks," Level 1 were "tonics," and Special-level Curse Spirits were "Immortal Elixirs."
You often chewed on the trash, snacks were occasionally within reach, tonics were even rarer, and so far, you had not yet tasted any Immortal Elixir.
Even so, the unique environment of Capital City, where trash lay every five steps and snacks every ten, helped you rapidly expand. You soon grew a new Purple Microphone Rod, and your strength advanced by leaps and bounds, surpassing your past self.
It was in such circumstances that the ten-day deadline had arrived. According to your calculations, today was the day Shen Valley First-class could no longer make progress with the mix of hot and cold combat techniques from the senior student who was trying to eradicate Evil Spirits, and he had started to look elsewhere.
You immediately
"Hmph, now you realize, itâs too late! I didnât expect your strength to be so formidable, but it ends here. You would never have guessed that I still have Infinite Fumie and Split Mouth Woman as my trump cards!" he laughed proudly.
"These endlessly multiplying ones must be Infinite Fumie... Wait, you have another trump card, Split Mouth Woman? I want to know, who exactly are you? Youâre surely not Qingshui Zhuang," Lan Ran said with a hint of surprise, as the other side sneered coldly.
"You may be ignorant, woman, but you are not too stupid. Considering the generous gift youâve sent my way, Iâll let you die enlightened." The abbot monk removed his topknot, revealing a tall man with hair tied in a half bun, dressed in a kasaya with five stripes, his forehead stitched with a bizarre seam.
"My name is Luo Suo! For a thousand years, I have been the most evil, the strongest! Now that you know my name, why donât you kneel down and willingly offer the curse spirit within you? I might even allow you to join my sect for a grand cause." The monk looked at you with an evil grin, his words hanging in the air, no longer hiding his true powerânine levels of cultivation!
What?
Xu Shu was stunned.
What nine levels of cultivation?
Could it be that this legend involved another transcendent system?
The next moment:
"Oh, I said the wrong script, letâs start over."
He instantly revealed his true powerâa Special Grade Curse Master!
"Ah, it turns out heâs also a powerful Summoning System Wizard, and heâs been eyeing you since you arrived. Now he wants you, the incredibly strong curse spirit residing within Lan Ran. He wants to steal you."
Upon seeing this, knowing that a battle was inevitable, he harbored a plan to confront you and yourself, and you couldnât contain your anger: "Cut the crap, whether heâs Luo Suo or Luo whatever, he dies today!"
Luo Suo laughed heartily: "What a terrifying evil spirit of Killing Heart Burning! If used by me, killing 2.5 transcended beings, reviving the two-faced Buddha, itâs only a matter of days."
"Wait, the two-faced Buddha? Infinite Fumie?" You suddenly had a spark of inspiration, but with a massive battle imminent, facing countless curse spirits, you had to join forces with Lan Ran and Jing Xiaohua, plunging into the endless stream of Fumie, wading through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The countless clones of Fumie before you were special-level curse spirits. You guessed the potentially hidden Split Mouth Woman was likely also a special-level curse spirit, so you fought with utmost caution in an enduring and arduous battle.
You had lost count of how many Fumies you had killed; bodies were piled up into what might as well be called Fu Corpse Mountain, clearly, her power couldnât outlast yours, the speed at which she was regenerated no longer kept pace with the speed at which you killed her.
Luo Suo was amazed: "So strong, truly so strong! You are definitely the strongest curse spirit in history; I must have you!"
The battle reached its climax; you were about to break through Fumieâs infinite blockade, but just then, the entire space began to tremble.
Voices came from outside:
"Quick, set up the barrier curtain, seal this place! Letâs all go in and kill the Second-level Curse Spirit inside."
"Move quickly, Iâve heard there are plenty of Third-level Curse Spirits inside, and a leading Second-level Curse Spirit. After this job, Iâm still busy going back to marry my wife."